A lonely kid had no friends, <br />within his home his world ends. <br />He used to dream about colorful roses, <br />his love for roses was in heavy doses. <br />His nights filled with fears and tears, <br />days rolled like million years. <br />His mom took him to a rose garden one day, <br />she wanted to buy him a rose plant for his birthday. <br />The rose plants giggled about the boys face. <br />Their words wiped his happiness without a trace. <br />A dropp of his tear fell on a white rose's petal. <br />The petal turned red like a rare earth metal. <br />The plant pleaded him 'please don't cry'. <br />The words of the rose plant made him fly. <br />He took that plant to his garden. <br />From then his life was a gladden. <br />He took care of the white rose like a baby. <br />Loving that white rose was his full-time hobby. <br />His dreams and heart were filled with love. <br />His heart was pure like the whitest dove. <br />At an evening the rose looked dull and dry. <br />The kid was full of cry and wondering why, <br />he didn't stopped his painful weep, <br />that whole night he didn't sleep. <br />His tired eyes slept for a minute in a doze, <br />a voice in his dream told something about the rose, <br />the dawn broke with the rose blooming, <br />but the kid was gone missing. <br />He was never been found not even a hint. <br />His heart was beating under the roots of the rose plant. <br />Because in his dream he heard that, <br />the rose can live forever with a human heart. <br />So he left his heart and he depart.<br /><br />Vimal Kumar N<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-white-rose-8/
